txolops Chapter 217 Three people were easily annihilated, and King Xuan Ye was terrified!
Chapter 217 Three people were easily annihilated, and King Xuan Ye was terrified!
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At this moment, Master Tianfeng's gaze also fell on Lin Chuan, who was also trapped in the formation. He frowned slightly, then said loudly:
"Fellow Daoist, this is a personal grudge between us and this Corpse King. Please bear with us in this formation for a moment. Once we have dealt with this old demon, we will remove the formation and let you leave without any trouble."
"Fellow Daoist, do not listen to them!"
Upon hearing this, King Xuan Ye urgently called out to Lin Chuan, his voice carrying a hint of seduction and urgency.
"These three are ruthless and greedy! They want my Heavenly Corpse Pearl and my foundation, so why would they let you, a witness, leave unscathed? Once I die, you will be the next to be silenced! Why don't we join forces and break this Yellow Sand Formation first? I will reward you handsomely, and you can also share a portion of the Heavenly Corpse Pearl with me!"
"Fellow Daoist, do not listen to this old demon's nonsense and attempts to sow discord!"
Master Kuangsha quickly shouted, "The three of us act with integrity and uprightness; why would we do something like silencing someone? Fellow Daoist, just wait a moment!"
Lin Chuan was in the eye of the sandstorm, listening to the shouts from both sides, but his expression remained calm.
His gaze swept over the three menacing figures outside the formation, then looked at the King Xuan Ye beside him, whose corpse energy surged and whose eyes were full of anticipation. He suddenly chuckled and shook his head.
"Wait? Join forces?" Lin Chuan's voice wasn't loud, but it clearly pierced through the howling sandstorm and reached everyone's ears. "No need. I want this Prince Xuan Ye. As for the three of you... get out of here now, it's not too late."
Upon hearing this, an instant silence fell over both the formation and the surrounding area.
The expressions on the faces of Master Tianfeng, Old Monster Yin, and Master Kuangsha all froze at the same time.
His expression then turned to astonishment, followed by a furious outburst of humiliation and mockery.
"Hahaha! Arrogant! Utterly ignorant of the immensity of the world!"
Tianfeng Shangren laughed coldly, "A mere mid-Nascent Soul cultivator dares to spout nonsense in front of the three of us? He even wants to monopolize King Xuan Ye?"
"Boy, since you're tired of living, then you and this old devil will perish together here!" Old Monster Yin's eyes flashed with murderous intent. She was naturally eccentric and could not stand being provoked.
"Stubborn fool, you're courting death!" The Mad Sand Master sneered repeatedly, urging the Yellow Sand Gourd to intensify the sandstorm. At the same time, a stream of sand was separated and surged towards Lin Chuan, clearly intending to suppress him and King Xuan Ye together.
"Since you won't leave, then... die."
The last trace of warmth faded from Lin Chuan's eyes, replaced by a chilling cold that seemed to freeze everything in its path.
He said no more, and with a thought, the sword in his sleeve rang out again!
"Zheng—!"
The seventy-two Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Swords transformed into seventy-two golden streams of light, soaring into the sky and instantly creating a dazzling golden field filled with sword energy amidst the howling yellow sand—the Great Geng Sword Formation!
Hundreds of golden sword lights, refined to their utmost and incomparably sharp, split off, like hundreds of golden dragons, darting and slaying wildly in the dim sandstorm!
"What?!"
The expressions of Master Tianfeng and the other two changed slightly. The power of this sword formation far exceeded their expectations!
The sandstorm that first attacked Lin Chuan encountered its nemesis the moment it came into contact with the golden sword light. The heavy, raging sand was easily cut and dispersed by the sword light, and could not get close at all!
"Attack! Kill this foolish brat first!"
Old Monster Yin shouted sharply; she was the most impatient and was the first to strike.
She opened her mouth and spat out three beams of dark light. They were three strangely shaped throwing knives, as thin as cicada wings, pitch black, and exuding a sweet and pungent smell. They flew in a triangular formation toward Lin Chuan's throat, heart, and dantian, three vital points!
Where the flying knife passed, even the sandstorm was corroded, leaving three clear marks.
"Well done!"
Lin Chuan neither dodged nor evaded. With a slight thought, more than a dozen condensed sword lights instantly split off from the Great Geng Sword Formation, precisely meeting the three pitch-black flying knives.
"Ding! Ding! Click!"
The crisp sound of collision and the ear-piercing sound of shattering rang out almost simultaneously. The three seemingly extraordinary throwing knives, upon contact with the golden sword light, were like clay or paper, easily severed and shattered by the sharp aura of Geng metal and the power of the exorcising divine thunder contained within the sword light! Their spiritual light dimmed instantly, turning into ordinary iron that fell into the dust.
"My 'Bone-Rotting Poison Knife'!"
As if struck by a heavy blow, with her magic weapon destroyed, and her mind still connected to the body, she let out a muffled groan, a trickle of black blood spilling from the corner of her mouth, her eyes filled with unbelievable horror.
Her three throwing knives were crafted over a century using dozens of highly poisonous substances and special materials, specifically designed to break through protective auras and corrode the spiritual essence of magical artifacts.
Ordinary magical artifacts are easily damaged upon contact, so how could they be shattered by the opponent's sword light in a single exchange?
"Such a sharp flying sword! Fellow Daoist, be careful, there's something strange about this person's flying sword!"
Upon seeing this, Master Tianfeng was also startled and dared not underestimate him any longer.
He suddenly waved his blue feather fan, and a blue whirlwind appeared out of thin air. Within the whirlwind, wind blades were faintly condensed, and with a howling sound that could tear everything apart, it swept towards Lin Chuan, attempting to disrupt the sword formation and create an opportunity for Old Monster Yin.
"Haha, fellow Daoist, you are incredibly powerful! I, the King, am here to assist you!" King Xuan Ye was overjoyed to see this, never expecting this "passerby" to be so formidable.
He roared, and the corpse energy around him erupted like a volcano, condensing into several huge corpse energy ghost claws, which slammed down on Mad Sand Master, who was controlling the Yellow Sand Formation and restraining Lin Chuan, preventing him from fully cooperating with Tianfeng and Old Monster Yin's attack.
In an instant, the battlefield was divided.
King Xuan Ye and the Mad Sand Master clashed fiercely, their corpse energy and yellow sand colliding violently. Meanwhile, Lin Chuan single-handedly fought against the Heavenly Wind Master and the damaged magic weapon of Old Monster Yin!
Driven by Lin Chuan's immense magical power, the Great Geng Sword Formation operated at its peak.
Hundreds of golden sword lights sometimes split, sometimes combined, sometimes formed a sword net for defense, and sometimes condensed into sword pillars for a powerful attack.
The aura of the warding-off-evil divine thunder hidden within the sword light greatly reduced the power of Tianfeng Shangren's wind-attribute spells, making it difficult for Yin Laoguai's poison skills to get close.
After only a dozen or so rounds, Master Tianfeng and Old Monster Yin were already struggling to stay afloat and facing imminent danger.
The azure vortex of Tianfeng Shangren was easily dispersed by the sword light. The several poison banners and poison nails that Yin Laoguai had just summoned also quickly lost their luster under the golden sword light, or were cut off, or purified by lightning.
"Fellow Daoist! Hold your hand!"
Master Tianfeng, drenched in sweat, frantically dodged the omnipresent golden sword light while urgently shouting, "There's still room for maneuver! We're willing to share the Heavenly Corpse Pearl and the treasures of King Xuan Ye's tomb with you! Why must we fight to the death?"
"A fight to the death?"
Lin Chuan sneered, his figure flickering unpredictably amidst the flashing sword light. His voice was icy, "You bunch of trash dare to talk to me about fighting to the death? I've said it before, I want Prince Xuan Ye, and I want everything he has. If you don't leave, then... die."
As he uttered the last word, "death," Lin Chuan's eyes flashed with murderous intent.
With a thought, his Shadow Cloak, which he hadn't fully activated until now, flickered slightly, his figure instantly becoming blurred, and his aura seemingly merging into the void. At the same time, the Void Shuttle beneath his feet flashed with silver light!
"Not good!" A warning bell rang in Tianfeng Shangren's mind. Without thinking, he was about to use his Wind Escape Technique to escape.
However, Lin Chuan was even faster! With the combined power of the Shadow Cloak and the Void Shuttle, his figure was like a ghost, instantly breaking through the wind vortex and appearing in front of Old Monster Yin, whose mind was in turmoil and whose defenses had a slight opening due to the successive destruction of his magical treasures!
"die!"
Several of the most condensed sword lights, carrying dazzling golden arcs of lightning, were like the scythe of death, ignoring the several layers of poisonous mist shield hastily set up by Old Monster Yin, and precisely pierced through them!
"Pfft!"
Blood splattered! The sword light pierced several holes in the hunched body of Old Monster Yin, leaving several bright holes in the front and back. Before he could even scream, his nascent soul, which had just escaped from his dantian, was struck by a thin golden arc that followed closely behind. Amidst a mournful wailing of the soul, he turned into green smoke and dissipated!
The dignified Nascent Soul stage cultivator, Old Monster Yin, was instantly killed by Lin Chuan with lightning speed in a single exchange! Even a Nascent Soul cultivator couldn't escape!
"What?!" Upon witnessing this scene, Master Tianfeng was so terrified that his soul almost left his body. He had lost all will to fight. What Heavenly Corpse Pearl, what tomb treasures—they were all insignificant compared to his life!
"Big brother! Quick! Quickly remove the great formation! Let us out! Escape! Escape quickly!" Tianfeng Shangren frantically fanned his feather fan, creating layers of wind walls to block the sword light that might come at him, while screaming in terror at Kuangsha Shangren in the distance.
However, Lin Chuan would never give him a chance to escape.
Just as Tianfeng Shangren was startled and focused all his attention on defense and urging Kuangsha Shangren to retreat—
The Divine Sword of Awakening Insects!
Within Lin Chuan's brow, twenty-seven invisible and extremely refined divine consciousness spikes quietly gathered, instantly transforming into a void sword that was difficult to detect with either the naked eye or divine sense. Ignoring spatial distance and wind barriers, it instantly entered Tianfeng Shangren's sea of consciousness between his brows!
"Ugh—!"
Master Tianfeng felt as if his sea of consciousness had been struck by a heavy hammer, or as if thousands of steel needles were piercing him at the same time. The indescribable pain and dizziness instantly overwhelmed his consciousness!
He let out a short, extremely shrill scream, blood seeping from all seven orifices at the same time. The flow of magical power around his body suddenly stopped, the protective spiritual light dissipated, and the wind wall he had created vanished instantly.
In that brief moment when he was stunned by the damage to his soul—
"Hiss hiss hiss—!"
Several golden sword lights, which had been gathering momentum for a long time, easily pierced through his unprotected body as if they were cutting through tofu, and shredded him and the nascent soul inside him that was trying to escape in panic into a sky full of blood mist and spiritual energy fragments!
Another mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator has fallen!
From the moment Lin Chuan launched his attack to the moment he killed two cultivators of the same level, Old Monster Yin and Venerable Tianfeng, only a few breaths had passed!
"This...how is this possible?!"
In the distance, the Mad Sand Monk, who was fiercely fighting with King Xuan Ye, witnessed this horrifying scene. He was so shocked that his soul almost left his body, his scalp tingled, and a chill ran from the soles of his feet to the top of his head!
His movements as he manipulated the yellow sand gourd paused for a moment.
Those were two genuine mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivators! Not just any Tom, Dick, or Harry!
What kind of power is this? What kind of supernatural ability is this?
Even a true late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator might not be able to do something so decisive and efficient!
King Xuan Ye also stopped his attack, and his dark blue corpse face was also filled with undisguised shock and fear.
He thought a powerful ally had arrived, but instead, a terrifying demon appeared!
This person's strength is definitely greater than his own when he recovered to his peak condition in the tomb.
……
"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!"
At this moment, the Mad Sand Master was filled with nothing but endless regret and fear.
He regretted not immediately withdrawing the Yellow Sand Formation and fleeing far away, regretted coveting King Xuan Ye's treasure, and regretted even more why he didn't decisively abandon all plans and escape when the green-robed cultivator displayed his amazing sword formation!
Seeing his two companions being instantly killed by that fiend like chickens and dogs, Kuangsha Shangren was terrified and had no will to fight left.
He had only one thought in his mind—escape! Escape immediately! Escape by any means necessary!
He wanted to activate the Yellow Sand Gourd to release the "Blue Crystal Divine Sand," a treasure he had kept inside, which he had borrowed from Granny Tianshi and was originally intended to use against Xuan Ye Wang's trump card.
Each grain of this sand is as heavy as a mountain and contains a trace of strange cold power, which is specifically designed to counteract the aura of corpses and the spirituality of magical artifacts. Once released, its power is boundless.
This was enough to buy him time to escape.
However, the moment his thought arose, before his fingers even touched the gourd's magic seal, a chilling killing intent, seemingly capable of freezing one's soul, had already locked onto him!
Lin Chuan's figure, concealed by the Shadow Cloak, emerged like a ghost from the still-lingering yellow sand and sword light, instantly traversing dozens of feet and appearing a few feet away from the Mad Sand Master!
This distance is almost equivalent to face-to-face contact for a Nascent Soul cultivator!
"No—!" The Mad Sand Master was terrified and desperately tried to detonate the Yellow Sand Gourd to block it, while his body retreated rapidly.
But it was too late.
The Divine Sword of Awakening Insects!
A flash of silver light appeared in Lin Chuan's eyes, and another twenty-seven extremely condensed, formless and intangible divine sense spikes shot out from between his eyebrows, instantly crossing the last insignificant distance and fiercely piercing into the depths of Kuangsha Shangren's sea of consciousness, which was wide open due to extreme fear!
"ah!!!"
The even more piercing and brief scream from Master Tianfeng came to an abrupt end.
Mad Sand Master's eyes bulged, their light instantly fading, his face frozen in terror. The surging magical power around him abruptly stopped, like a duck being choked. The gourd of yellow sand in his hand dimmed, spun rapidly, and shrank, slipping from his limp hand.
"Sizzle—!"
Several golden sword lights sliced through tattered leather with ease, tearing the body of the Mad Sand Monk, who had lost the protection of magic power and divine consciousness, along with the nascent soul that had just emerged from his body and was full of bewilderment, into countless fragments!
Blood mist mixed with yellow sand fell in a soft rustling sound.
In a short period of time, three mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivators, who were somewhat well-known in the northern border of the Great Jin Dynasty, were all killed!
In the arena, only the slowly dissipating yellow sand, the turbulent energy flow that had not yet completely subsided, and the thick stench of blood remained...
Xuan Ye stood frozen in place.
The dark blue face of the corpse was now filled with indescribable shock and deep-seated fear.
He had cultivated for tens of thousands of years, experienced countless battles, and seen powerful figures, but he had never seen such a terrifying, decisive, and ruthless cultivator of the same level who killed people like cutting grass!
Those were three genuine mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivators! They weren't ordinary cabbages; in front of this one, they couldn't even muster a decent resistance before they fell one after another, their bodies and souls annihilated!
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